stroll through the neighborhood
ambient blanket of pitches
spreadin' 'round like sloppy watercolors
last night
i saw a dancer
who smelled like cocoa pebbles
when she leaned in close
russian illustrators never
dreamed of bats so ornate
and so high-tech
sonar clicking outside
our realm of hearing
a wash of pitches
doppler diffused
floating on decongestants
bacteria fighting one another
i splash through the rain
for breakfast
wind up head in sink
choking up bile
and antibiotics
splash away tears and
snot - coldest water
i can find
wipe the sweat off
get back, get better,
get rest
the random sounds
splash 'round like
sloppy watercolors
or chalk from the kids
in the driveway next door
streaming down the sidewalk
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